Erin O’Keefe


New and Recent Photographs


Red Twist, 2020, archival pigment print, 25 x 20”.

Stage Directions for Approaching an O’Keefe

There was a triangle in her face. An elbow. A tri­angle, emerging from a morass of black puffy coats. So many people jammed together, pretending they were alone in space. She tried to press her head backward to escape, but an orange parallelogram pressed her forward into the elbow, which by way of some shuffling was now a purse. She looked up at the eyes looking down on her and held her breath. She glanced around, then slid out a white rectangle and looked again at the time printed on it. She was golden. It was all going to be worth it once she got to the show.